The Heavenly Dao's Scheme

Ōtsutsuki Shibai's lips curled into a faint smile. He secretly praised him in his heart. As expected of Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo's eldest son—the greatest genius of Ninshu!

Indra's gaze was sharp as fire, and he instantly saw through to the heart of the matter.

Not only that, he had cleverly exploited what Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo feared, successfully deceiving him and luring him into taking action. This way, Hagoromo would at least withdraw the power he had bestowed upon Asura.

Ōtsutsuki Shibai could not help but marvel inwardly. Indra's intelligence and methods truly commanded admiration.

However, if Asura lost the Sage of Six Paths' power, what was he worth? He would probably be nothing more than an ordinary ninja. At that thought, Ōtsutsuki Shibai felt utterly helpless over Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo's favoritism.

Just as Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo was about to reclaim Asura's power, Heavenly Dao's voice suddenly rang out like a great bell. "Enough! Every era has its own destiny. You must not act recklessly!"

Ōtsutsuki Shibai forced himself not to smile, but the faint twitch of his facial muscles still betrayed his thoughts. He muttered inwardly, "If every era has its own destiny, then why did you summon us here from so far away, old man?"

Ōtsutsuki Shibai already had some suspicions about the existence of the extraterrestrial demon. He thought, "Another transmigrator must have come to this world, and this one must be so powerful that even Heavenly Dao cannot handle him easily. That's why it summoned us—to use us as hired muscle!"

However, despite his dissatisfaction, Ōtsutsuki Shibai understood that the current situation was unfavorable for them. He decided to endure for now and see how things developed. Still, deep down, he was desperately eager to meet the fellow countryman who had driven Heavenly Dao into such a state.

At that moment,